Eight

~Isabella’s POV

Isabella

Isabella

The voice calling my name was dark as sin, filled with power as it rumbled my name, but it was also calm. It made me want to run into his arms.

Nathan? I asked as I whirled around in the murky darkness.

Isabella

I began crying, running towards that voice.

Where are you, Nathan? I miss you. Please take me out of here.

There was nothing but silence.

I called out again.

Nathan?

Nathan?! My voice grew panicked as I stumbled around in the darkness, sobbing uncontrollably.

Isabella

His voice was becoming fainter.

Isabella…wake up.

I woke up with a start, breathing hard. I looked up at the wall clock adorning one of the walls and saw the time was 8:00 pm when I woke up. My head banged and pounded as I tried to sit up. I realized I was still in the same position I had slept off in after taking the drugs. I got up on shaky feet and whirled around to see Alpha Damien sitting on the bed staring at me with an eyebrow raised and a cold smirk that infuriated me. R